Eyebrows McGee is a young woman living in the emotional heartland of America: Peoria, that infamous bellwether constantly cited by the clueless culturati, as in, "But will it play in Peoria?" Eyebrows gives you a ground-level view of what's actually playing in Peoria.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Armageddon Occurs Directly Overhead; Cats Miffed

A little before 6 a.m. today, we had a thunderclap smack-dab overhead - it literally sounded like it was 8 feet above my neighbor's house - that was so loud it sounded like a gunshot report. Only like 10 times louder than any gunshot I've ever been near enough to hear. My ears are actually still ringing.

This was followed immediately by the heavens opening up (it was not raining before the thunderclap) and POURING down rain. Like, Biblical deluge rain. (Although only 10 minutes' worth.) So I suppose it was good the thunder woke me up with a rush of adrenaline since I had to run all over the house closing windows.

The cats, however, have gone into hiding. Orange Cat is under the master bed and refuses to be enticed out even for food. Grey Cat made a beeline for the basement, and ditto. Normally by 6:15 they're pretty sure the world is ending if one of us hasn't groggily stumbled downstairs to feed them. Today, they're pretty sure it's already ended and they're not coming out until Armageddon is safely over.

Ears still ringing. Ow. (And, 20 minutes after the Armageddon-thunder, the sun is coming out!)